Chapter 63: Why Did You Hit Me?
"So Natasha and Mr. Pemberton had known each other even earlier."
At this point, Serenity asked curiously, "Then why didn't Natasha end up with Mr. Pemberton?"
After asking this, she seemed to realize she'd said something inappropriate and quickly explained, "Helena, I don't mean anything by it, I'm just curious."
I shook my head and smiled, "It's okay, but I don't know about these things either. You'd have to ask Natasha about that."
I stepped back a few steps and looked at her face with makeup applied. The foundation had covered the red marks on her face. I nodded, "How does it look?"
Serenity looked at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction, "You really can't see the marks now. Helena, thank you so much."
"No problem, we're family. It's natural for families to help each other."
I put my things in my bag and said to her, "Let's go, let's head out."
"Helena, I'm really nervous. I'm a bit scared."
I was all too familiar with her delicate and timid act. In my past life, whenever something happened, Serenity would put on this fragile appearance. But this trick always worked, earning her plenty of sympathy every time.
However, this trick had no effect on me at all.
But I couldn't let her see through me, so I played along, "What's there to be afraid of? Uncle John is outside, too. He'll protect you."
Serenity shook her head, looking somewhat panicked, "But I just made such a fool of myself. I'm afraid people will laugh at me when I go out. Helena, do you think those people will look down on me?"
"That won't happen. After all, everyone here is someone important. Even out of respect for the Lockwood family, no one will laugh at you."
I was getting hoarse from all this persuading, but seeing Serenity still hesitating, I was getting a bit impatient.
Just then, the dressing room door was suddenly pushed open.
Natasha, dressed in red and wearing high heels, stormed in aggressively. Seeing Serenity, she charged over with her claws out.
"Serenity, you bitch, I'm going to kill you!"
"Natasha, no! Don't be impulsive!"
"If you hit Serenity again and Uncle John finds out, he'll definitely be angry."
The moment I mentioned John, Natasha's fury only intensified. She reached out, grabbed Serenity's hair, and slammed her head hard against the table.
After a loud bang, Serenity's head started bleeding on the spot.
"My face, my face!"
Serenity reached up and touched her face, getting blood all over her hand.
When she looked up again, there was no trace of her delicate demeanor. She instantly transformed into a different person and charged at Natasha.
"I'll fight you!"
In an instant, the two were fighting. Seeing this scene, I was thrilled.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
I tried to intervene, but seeing they weren't listening to me at all, I rushed out to the second floor and shouted to the staff, "Someone, come quick! People are fighting here, someone's going to get killed! Separate them now!"
My voice was loud enough to make sure anyone on the first floor who wasn't deaf could hear.
"Who, who's fighting?"
Hearing my voice, John rushed upstairs in a panic.
"There's a fight. Who is it?"
Quite a few people looked up toward the second floor.
"Who cares who it is? Let's go up and see."
With that, a crowd of people also headed toward the second floor.
"Helena, where's Serenity?"
John rushed up to me, asking anxiously.
I pointed behind me in a panic, "In there, and Natasha's there too."
Before I finished speaking, John cried out and rushed over.
The moment he pushed open the door, Natasha and Serenity tumbled out of the room, pulling each other's hair.
"Serenity!"
When Serenity looked up and saw John, she immediately let go, her eyes instantly filled with grievance.
"Dad, it hurts."
"Natasha, let go."
John crouched down to pull them apart.
The moment Natasha let go, she kicked Serenity hard in the stomach.
Serenity let out a scream, clutching her stomach as until her back hit the wall hard and she stopped.
"Serenity, are you okay!"
John was truly heartbroken. He stepped forward and held Serenity in his arms.
"Dad, I..."
Before Serenity could finish her sentence, her head tilted to the side, and she passed out.
"Serenity! Call an ambulance, quick!"
Looking at the pale-faced Serenity, John's expression became instantly tense. He picked up Serenity and rushed out in a panic.
"Damn bitch, stop pretending!"
Hearing Natasha's words, John stopped. His expression turned unusually cold as he looked at Natasha and said sternly, "If anything happens to Serenity, you don't need to stay in the Lockwood family anymore."
"Dad, what are you saying? This bitch humiliated my mom so badly. What's wrong with me teaching her a lesson?"
Natasha rushed over and shook Serenity forcefully in John's arms.
"You bitch, stop playing dead! Get up! You were hitting me pretty hard just now, weren't you? Why are you playing dead now! Get up!"
"Enough!"
Seeing Natasha being relentless, John finally lost his temper.
"It seems I've spoiled you too much all these years, letting you run wild! Starting today, you'll stay home and reflect on yourself."
"Dad, what are you saying? Serenity made Mom lose all face. Why isn't she the one who needs to reflect?"
Natasha, who had always ruled the Lockwood family, couldn't take this. She immediately became defiant.
"Get out of the way!"
Seeing blood still dripping from Serenity's forehead, John's anger flared up.
He lifted his foot and kicked Natasha hard. The kick wasn't light—it sent Natasha sprawling to the ground.
Natasha clutched her stomach and let out a groan, but John didn't spare her a glance. He turned around with Serenity and went downstairs.
This scene was witnessed by the guests who had just come up.
"Natasha!"
Seeing this, Knox called out and was about to rush over, but suddenly stopped and turned to me, "Helena, Natasha doesn't look good. Come over and check on her quickly."
At least he hadn't completely lost his mind. I walked over slowly and said, "Natasha, are you okay?"
"What do you think?"
Natasha said through gritted teeth. She put her hand on my arm, trying to stand up.
I let out a scream and pushed Natasha away again.
"Natasha, what's going on?"
Knox was about to rush over, but when his eyes fell on Natasha, he suddenly stopped and looked at me reproachfully, "Helena, how could you push Natasha down?"
I raised my arm that had been hidden behind my back. After rolling up my sleeve, a large bruise appeared on my arm.
I looked at Natasha with displeasure, "Natasha, why did you hit me?"